Hooting to acknowledge
others hunting there
camouflaging plumage
prey beware
soundless flight
beak and claws to tear
night vision adept
anywhere
hooting acknowledges
others hunting there
dancing with abandon
a nightclub lair
drinking jugs of alcohol
teeth are bared
faux charm awooing
without care
De Jackson from dVerse asked we poets to post a Quadrille (44 word poem) using any form of the word “hoot”.
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Excellent! Human hunts rival those of all wild things.
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Considering there is awareness involved there can be a whole other level of predatory intent in the human hunt.
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Excellent juxtaposition/comparison here. So well done. “Wildlife” well described. 😉
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Good prompt, it had me quickly choosing my subjects.
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I think you captured the atmosphere well, beginning with the title.
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Thank you Mish, the prompt set my thinking in this direction pretty quickly.
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Love the parallel between the two hunters… I found the second one much scarier though (unless you are a mouse)
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I agree Bjorn, nightclubbing has always had an element of predation.
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I love how you blend the imagery of hunting and nightlife! The hoots give it a mysterious vibe. 👏🌙
Much love,
David
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Thanks David, I like the idea that it felt mysterious.
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I like the juxtaposition of the two forms of hunting: both lethal. Great Q.
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Thanks Dora, Stimulated by a good prompt!
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My pleasure, Sean. 🙂
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Thank you.
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